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A Beautiful Sunset

         It was a hot and humid day. It felt like mid-summer. The weeds are growing faster than I can pull them. The vines we have growing around here spread two feet over night. We have several varieties that wrap around the shrubs and trees and cling to the side of the house; and we have the kind that grow along the ground, crowding out the grass and creeping underneath the landscape timbers. But we're getting squash and zucchini before the deer trample all of them.

         My dad likes to feed the birds and puts out an abundance every morning. We have year round cardinal residents, some blue jays, doves, and wrens. Occasionally, we have indigo buntings, gold finches, robins, various blackbirds, and others. Some of the seeds fall to the ground and sprout. These are purple plants and very fragrant. The tiny seeds grow fast and reach about 2 feet or more in height. The wind must blow them around, because they're showing up all over the yard and in my pots. I pull them out of the pots because they will get too big and take nourishment away from my flowers and herbs.I think they're ugly when they get big, but I still don't know what they are. Dad likes them, so he lets them grow.

         The sunset this evening was gorgeous. I'm on the side of a short mountain over the river. I happened to be a little higher up tonight and caught the view in the perfect spot. The clouds made a gold band above the horizon. There in the middle was a bright golden sun, like a spotlight blinding you. I tried to take pictures, but it was like photographing the moon; only a bright ball showed up in a rather dark photo. It wasn't dark, but the ball of fire made it look that way. I drove down the hill to my road, amazed at the sight.

         Oh, the glory of another sultry, summer day.